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“Bring that lush pussy over here.”

She moved forward, and he breathed in the sweet scent of her arousal. Fuck. Was there anything more intoxicating than knowing this precious, amazing woman wanted him?

“Are your panties wet?”

“Oh God. Why do you ask questions like that?”

Even after two years of living together, he found it adorable that she still grew embarrassed.

“Because I like making you blush,” he teased her. “Are you wet, Natalya?”

She groaned. “You know I am.”

He reached around and clasped her ass, dragging her toward him. Her thong was saturated with her arousal. He slid her panties off and took a long swipe of her juices with his tongue.

“You have a beautiful pussy.” He spread her pussy lips apart. “Lush, sweet, and mine. You understand me?”

“It’s all yours. Only yours,” she promised.

“Don’t you forget it,” he growled, pushing one finger deep inside her. “Mine.”

Before meeting her, he’d never been possessive. He’d loved but never been in love. And he’d never understood what true obsession was.

He pushed another finger deep inside her, thrusting them in and out.

“Aedan, please,” she cried, as he stroked her clit with his tongue.

“Come for me.”

“I can’t.” Her legs trembled. “Not standing.”

“You can. I’ll catch you if you fall.”

To help steady her, he clasped his hands around her hips. He kept his tongue on her clit, tapping the firm bud with a vengeance.

“Aedan, oh God,” she groaned, shaking as she came, her pussy gushing with cream. Aedan lapped at her clit until she fought his hold. He pulled her down against him, hugging her.

“I have you,” he murmured as she shuddered against him. She buried her face against his neck.

Gradually, her breathing slowed as the trembling in her body ceased.

He reluctantly loosened his hold as she pulled away from his embrace.

“Are you all right?” he asked, running his finger down her cheek.

Letting her guard down was difficult for her. In an effort to protect her, Natalya’s mother had raised her to never rely on anyone, to never trust easily. It had taken him a long time to get her to trust him, to understand that he would always be there for her. Her vulnerability after an orgasm simply showed that she kept nothing back, that she gave him her all.

“No.”

“No?” He frowned. “Do you need to talk?”

Natalya rubbed the slick folds of her pussy against his rigid cock, making him shudder. “I need you to fuck me.”

He attempted to hold back his grin. An impossible task. “Do you?”

“Yes. Less talking, more fucking.”

Aedan rolled until she was lying on the floor beneath him. With one thrust, he entered her, groaning in delight at the feel of her around him. Her pussy welcomed him in like a hot silken furnace. An intense rush of emotion filled him. His need for her was all-consuming.

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